What would you tell your child, friend, family member, etc if they came to you saying they were suicidal? Some people don't have anyone to turn to so let's give them a place for some hope. One rule: No negativity. Suicide isn't a joke and it's not something to be ashamed of or made fun of.

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prayers.

In the beginning there was only silence

Just a haunting note

Supposed to be a remedy, a prayer in our time of mourning

But I wasn’t ready to say amen

3 calls straight to voicemail

Until even stuttered hallelujahs are swallowed

In the pressing silence

Suddenly I am as alone

As you must have felt

When you swallowed those pills

Knocked back Xanax like some kind of savior

Taking communion in the holy stillness, of your own mausoleum

I bow my head

As imagine your face as I last saw it

I wonder for the first time

If you were lying

When you last said you were happy

If you lying

When i last asked if you were okay

And you said don’t worry

Because now here I am

Reciting the only prayers I know in a church

Lit by candlelight in the impossible emptiness of Midnight

So I’m reaching out to you

Pull you down from your holy cross

As if my love will be enough

To force the air back into your lungs

As if my faltering faith will be enough

To bring the life back into your eyes

And maybe then you will fall back into place

Beside me at this altar of life

Let me reach inside of your skin

And hold the fractured pieces of you together

They say suicide is a sin

But you don’t believe in God

And if I were to worship anyone it would be you

Lay my unworthy body at your feet and pray for forgiveness

Drink the blood of my sins and cry out

Dear God I need a miracle

Turn this holy water into wine

Resurrect this boy I once loved

For now he is all skin and bones

I digress

Make me clean

Set holy fires in my bones

Save me from what I will become

When you are gone

Please send me a sign,

And tell me,

Did it come to you in a sudden thought?

One moment you were breathing deep and slow

And next you were falling into the pit of your own mind?

Or did it wash over you like forgiveness

The sky of your thoughts fading into night?

And when my knees are bleeding like your wrists

At the altar of your sorrow

I will move on

Put misplaced faith aside and take you into my arms

Make a home for you inside these ribs

Gently guide you away from the grave you dug yourself

Fill the holes with truth 'stead of empty promises

Within these prayers

I beg of you

Beware of black holes

Your body is a temple

Crucifixion will not fill the emptiness in between your ribs

Will not make you holy

You are all that you have

Let the sharpness go

Breathe in and

Say it with me now,

Amen